Chapter 6: Fucking Myself
Sarah had me stand up. She knelt down in front of me, took the chastity key from around her neck and unlocked the clasp. She then gently pulled the cage off my throbbing cock allowing it to spring free into the air for the first time in weeks.
I gasped at the sudden sensation and Sarah chuckled.
"Oh, look at that. It's so red and swollen. It looks like it's been starved." She ran her hand up and down my shaft, her touch feather-light and teasing. I groaned, my hips bucking towards her, desperate for more contact.
"Please, Sarah," I begged. "Let me cum. I've been so good. Please, let me cum."
Sarah grinned cruelly, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Oh, I'm sure you have, haven't you, Johnny?" She squeezed my cock hard, making me wince.
She stood up and still holding my cock, led me out the back door into our private backyard with the guys following behind us.
"So, I've been thinking about how a little dicked cuckold like you should get their orgasms and Mark helped me install a little something for you." Sarah said pointing at one of the columns on our back porch.
I gasped when I saw a dildo protruding about knee high from the column. It was thick and veiny, colored black like Mark's dick and secured to the post via a removable screw on base.
It was inviting in a sick and twisted way, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. The words "cum here, little bitch" were scratched into the side of the post, the letters sharp and jagged.
"What is this, Sarah?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Sarah grinned, her eyes gleaming with cruel malice. "It's your new orgasm buddy, Johnny. It's going to be the only way you're allowed to cum from now on. Isn't that right, Mark?"
Mark nodded, his eyes fixed on the dildo.
"Fuck yeah, that's right. From now on, this is the only way you're allowed to cum. You're going to earn every fucking orgasm, you little bitch. You're going to fuck yourself on that dildo while we watch and laugh at you."
I felt a shiver run down my spine at the humiliation in Mark's words. I looked at the dildo, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew that I had no choice but to obey Sarah's command.
"Please, Sarah," I begged, my voice a desperate whisper.
"Please, don't make me do this. I don't want to."
Sarah's eyes flashed with anger, and she slapped me hard across the face. "Don't you dare fucking disobey me, you pathetic little cuckold," she snarled. "Now get over there and fuck yourself on that cock, or I swear to god, you won't be allowed to cum for another fucking year."
I hesitated for a moment, but the threat in Sarah's voice was enough to spur me into action. I walked over to the column, my heart pounding in my chest.
I could feel their eyes on me, watching my every move as I approached the dildo. The sight of it sent a shiver of both fear and arousal down my spine. I knew that I was about to be humiliated beyond belief, but at the same time, my cock was throbbing with desire, desperate for release.
I looked up at Sarah, my eyes filled with pleading. "What about lube?"
"Oh honey, you've got to suck it first. Your lover needs a little foreplay. I would deep throat it if I were you. It will make your saliva gooey enough to give you a little lube." She chuckled. "Now get to work, faggot."
I swallowed hard, trying to push down the bile that rose in my throat at the thought of deep-throating the dildo. But I knew better than to disobey. I stepped closer to the dildo, my body trembling with humiliation and fear. I looked up at Mark and Tom, their eyes gleaming with lust and amusement as they watched me. I could feel their gazes on me, burning into my skin, and it only served to turn me on more.
I leaned forward, my hands shaking as I wrapped my fingers around the thick, veiny shaft.
It was hard and unforgiving, just like the man who had ordered it. I took a deep breath, trying to push down the wave of revulsion that threatened to overwhelm me. I opened my mouth wide, my jaw aching as I tried to fit the massive cock inside.
The tip of the dildo was already slick with pre-cum, and the taste was salty and bitter. I gagged slightly as the head of the dildo hit the back of my throat, but I forced myself to keep going. I pushed my head down further, my nose pressing against the base of the dildo as I tried to take more of it into my mouth.
The sensation was overwhelming, and I could feel the tears streaming down my face as I gagged and choked on the massive cock. I could hear the guys laughing and jeering at me, their voices blending together in a cruel symphony of mockery and derision.
"Fuck yeah, deep throat that fucking dildo, you little faggot," Tom taunted, his voice thick with lust and cruelty.
I could feel the vibrations of their laughter, and it only served to turn me on more. I realized how ridiculous I looked on my knees outside sucking the fake cock and I worried about my neighbor's hearing what was going on. My cock was throbbing painfully, desperate for release as I gagged on the dildo.
Sarah was right, gagging produced thicker spit that helped lubricate the dildo and make it slick.
I pulled the dildo out of my throat with a wet pop, strings of my saliva trailing from the tip. My throat burned and my eyes were watering, but I was determined to get this over with.
I turned around and bent over, positioning myself in front of the dildo. I could feel the guys watching me, their eyes burning into my skin. I knew they were getting off on this, and it only served to turn me on more.
I grabbed the dildo with one hand, steeling myself for what was to come. I pressed the tip against my ass, feeling the cold, hard plastic against my delicate flesh.
I took a deep breath, trying to relax my muscles, and pushed back gently. The head of the dildo slipped inside me, and I let out a grunt of pain and discomfort. It felt huge, like it was stretching me wide open. I could feel every vein and ridge, every inch of that massive cock as it filled me up.
"Fuck, that's hot," Mark groaned, his voice thick with lust. "Look at that fucking ass stretch around that cock.
Jesus, you're such a pathetic little bitch, Johnny," Mark jeered, his eyes gleaming with lust as he watched me struggle to accommodate the dildo.
"Yeah, take that big cock, you fucking faggot," Tom chimed in, his hand wrapping around his own cock as he watched the show.
I grunted and moaned, my body trembling as I tried to adjust to the massive intrusion. The dildo was so thick and unforgiving, stretching me wide open in ways I never thought possible. I could feel every ridge and vein, every inch of that fake cock as it filled me up.
I pushed back further, trying to take more of it inside me. The pain was intense, but so was the humiliation. I knew that Sarah and the guys were watching me, judging me, and it only served to turn me on more.
"Fuck, look at him struggle," Sarah taunted, her voice thick with cruel amusement. "He's such a pathetic little cuckold, trying to take my big black dildo like a good little bitch."
I grunted and pushed back further, trying to take more of the dildo inside me. The pain was overwhelming, but I could also feel the tingling in my dick as it hit my prostate.
I gritted my teeth, trying to hold back the moan that was building in my throat. I knew that any sign of enjoyment would only serve to fuel Sarah's cruelty.
"Oh, I almost forgot your cum bowl" Sarah said laughing. She reached up on the counter and brought down a small plastic bowl labeled "cum dog". She knelt down and placed it under my cock.
"Now you can jerk your little dick into the bowl and you'll get to eat your own jizz too" Sarah said almost doubling over laughing.
At that moment, I felt a surge of heat and humiliation wash over me. The thought of cumming with this big dick up my ass, then eating my own cum while Sarah and the guys watched and laughed was almost unbearable. But at the same time, my cock was throbbing painfully, desperate for release.
I reached down and grabbed my cock, already slick with pre-cum. I glanced up at Sarah, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement, and I knew that she was enjoying every second of this. I started stroking my cock, my hand moving fast and hard as I tried to bring myself to the edge.
The sight of my own cum bowl, the dildo fucking my ass, and Sarah and the guys watching me, all combined to turn me on more than I ever thought possible.
"That's it, Johnny," Sarah taunted, her voice thick with cruel amusement. "Play with your little dick while you fuck yourself. Show us how pathetic you are."
I could feel my orgasm building, my balls tightening as I stroked my cock faster and harder. The sensation of the dildo in my ass was overwhelming, the pain and pleasure mixing together in a way that made my head spin.
I could feel every inch of it, every ridge and vein, as it stretched me wide open. The humiliation of being watched by Sarah and the guys only served to turn me on more, and I knew that I was close to the edge.
Sarah could see I was getting close and I heard her laughter tinkling through the night air. "Work that tiny cock and make it spurt sissy. Then you'll get to slurp up another load. I know how much you like that, don't you?" Sarah jeered, her eyes locked onto mine. She licked her lips, my cock swaying in front of her like a flagpole. She reached out and gripped my shaft, her fingers wrapping around it tightly. "You like it when your wife humiliates you, don't you, Johnny? You like it when we make you beg for our cum, don't you?"
I nodded, my eyes filled with lust and despair. I love it, Sarah. I love being your little cum slut."
Sarah chuckled, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. "Good. Because I want to see you cum, Johnny.
I want to see you shoot your fucking load into that bowl like a good little bitch."
Her words pushed me over the edge, and I felt my orgasm explode from deep within me. I grunted and groaned, my body convulsing as I began to shoot my load. I could feel the cum spurting out of my cock, splattering into the bowl beneath me. I kept stroking, milking every last drop out of my balls as I filled the bowl with my cum.
Sarah and the guys cheered and jeered as they watched me, their eyes filled with a mix of lust and cruel amusement.
I could feel their gazes on me, burning into my skin, as I continued to stroke my cock, milking every last drop out of my balls.
"Fuck yeah, that's it, you pathetic little cum slut," Mark groaned, his voice thick with lust. "Shoot your fucking load. Fill up that bowl like a good little bitch."
I grunted and groaned, my body convulsing as I came, my cum spurting out in long, thick ropes, splattering into the bowl beneath me. I could feel the warmth of my own cum as it coated my hand, slick and sticky.
I looked down into the bowl, watching as the last drops of my load settled on the bottom. It was thick and chunky after being stored up in my balls all week.
In the bowl it looked like a soup of jizz, glob after glob of white creamy cum. Sarah reached down and put her fingers in the bowl, scooping up a heaping helping of it and painted my face with it. "You look so fucking hot with cum all over your face, you little slut." she said, her voice a husky purr. "Now slurp up the rest and swallow it for me."
Sarah commanded, her voice, husky with lust as she watched me. I obeyed, sticking my tongue back into the bowl and lapping up every last drop of my cum. Sarah continued to watch, a cruel smile playing on her lips.
"That's a good little bitch. Swallow it all down like a good little cum slut."
I finished off the bowl, my face and hands covered in my own cum, the taste salty and bitter. I looked up at Sarah, waiting for her next command, my cock already starting to stir again.
Sarah looked at me with a mix of disgust and amusement in her eyes. "You're such a pathetic little cum slut, Johnny. Now clean up the kitchen while we relax a while."
Sarah headed over to the outdoor couch and sat down with Mark and Tom while I got up and started putting the dishes. The three of them lit up a joint and I could hear them laughing as I worked.
I tried to ignore the pain in my ass and the taste of my own cum in my mouth as I cleaned up the mess we had made. I knew better than to try to talk or complain. Sarah had told me to clean, so that's what I was going to do.
As I worked, I could hear them talking about me.
Their voices were low and slightly slurred from the weed, but I could still make out every word.
"Can you believe how pathetic he was?" Sarah asked, laughter in her voice. "I mean, really? He actually begged us to let him cum."
"Fucking pussy," Mark chimed in, taking a long drag off the joint. "He's such a fucking cunt."
"Yeah, but he's our little cunt, isn't he?" Tom added, a wicked grin on his face.
"I can't believe you made him fuck himself with that dildo. That was fucking brutal, Sarah. I've never seen anything like it."
"It's a little something I came up with, just for him," Sarah said, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "I figure if he wants to be a little cuckold bitch, then he should have to earn his orgasms the hard way. Don't you think?"
"Fuck yeah," Mark agreed, his eyes gleaming with lust as he watched Sarah. "That was fucking hot. You're such a cruel bitch, Sarah.
I've never seen anyone treat their husband like this." Tom said taking another drag off the joint before passing it to Sarah.
"Well, he ain't really my husband anymore, is he?" Sarah retorted, sending a smug smile my way. "He's just my little sissy cuckold now. Ain't that right, Johnny?"
I flushed with humiliation at her words, but I couldn't deny the truth of them. I was nothing more than a pathetic little cuckold, a sissy for them to use and humiliate.
"You see now that I know what he likes, I just don't see him as a man anymore." Sarah continued without waiting for a response. "I mean, I don't know any woman that would fuck someone so pathetic, right?" Sarah said, her words cutting through me like a knife.
"Now get your fucking ass over here, little bitch."
I hesitated for a moment, looking between Sarah, Mark, and Tom, who were all sitting on the outdoor couch, passing a joint back and forth and watching me with amusement.
"Do as your wife says, Johnny," Mark commanded, his voice thick with lust. "Or else she'll make you do something even more humiliating."
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest as I walked over to Sarah.
"Now, get down on your knees, kiss our feet and thank us for treating you like you deserve. In particular, I want you to thank Tom and Mark for the gift of their cum tonight." Sarah's voice was low and husky, filled with cruel amusement.
I hesitated for a moment, looking up at Tom and Mark, their eyes gleaming with lust and amusement as they watched me. I could feel the weight of their gazes, burning into my skin, and I knew that they were enjoying every second of this.
I took a deep breath and knelt down in front of the three of them, my knees on the hard concrete. I looked up at Sarah, her eyes gleaming with cruelty and desire, and I knew that she was enjoying this even more than the others.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of humiliation and shame wash over me as I knelt there, my face still sticky with my own cum, waiting for her next command.
"Look at him, Sarah," Mark said, his voice thick with lust. "He's such a pathetic little cuckold, isn't he?"
Sarah smirked, her eyes never leaving mine. "Yes, he is, Mark. But he's our pathetic little cuckold. And he's going to thank you both for the gift of your cum, isn't that right, Johnny?"
I nodded, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
"Yes, Sarah. Thank you for making me your pathetic little cuckold. Thank you for letting me serve you and your friends."
Sarah's smile widened, and she lifted her foot, pressing it against my cheek. "That's right, Johnny. You're my little bitch, my little cum slut. And you're going to thank Tom and Mark for their gifts now, aren't you?"
I nodded again, my eyes locked onto Tom and Mark's feet. I reached out tentatively, my hands shaking as I wrapped them around Tom's foot, and pressed my lips to the sole.
I could taste the faint smell of sweat and the grit of the yard on his skin, and it made me feel even more debased. I kissed the top of his foot, my lips lingering on the rough skin before I moved to Mark's foot. I could feel their eyes on me, watching my every move, judging me.
Sarah let out a low, husky laugh. Show us how grateful you are for their cum. Show us what a pathetic little slut you are."
I felt a surge of humiliation and desire wash over me at her words.
I couldn't believe the way she was talking to me, the way she was treating me. But at the same time, I was rock hard, my cock throbbing painfully in my pants.
I leaned forward, pressing my lips to the top of Tom's foot, my tongue darting out to lick and taste the sweat and dirt on his skin. I could feel Tom's toes wiggling under my touch, his foot pressing against my face as he watched me.
"Fuck yeah, that's right, you little slut," Tom groaned, his voice thick with lust. "Lick my fucking feet, you pathetic little cuckold.
Then I looked up in his eyes. "Thank you sir, for giving me your cum tonight." I said to Tom, my voice barely above a whisper as I looked into his eyes. I could feel the weight of Sarah and Mark's gazes on me, burning into my skin.
Tom smirked down at me, his eyes gleaming with lust and cruelty. "You're welcome, you little bitch."
"Good little sissy. Now do the same for Mark." Sarah commanded looking at me in disgust.
" Now, just like Tom, you'll thank Mark for his gift too, won't you, Johnny?"
I swallowed hard, my throat dry and my heart pounding in my chest. I looked up at Mark, his eyes gleaming with lust and amusement as he watched me. I could feel the weight of his gaze, burning into my skin, and I knew that he was enjoying every second of this.
"Yes, Sarah," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "Thank you, Mark, for giving me your cum tonight."
Mark chuckled, his eyes never leaving mine. "You're welcome, you little cuckold slut.
You like licking up our cum, don't you? You like being our little bitch," Mark taunted, pushing his foot more onto my face, forcing me to open my mouth wider.
I nodded, my tongue darting out to lick the sole of his foot, tasting the sweat and dirt, the scent of his cum still lingering on his skin.
Sarah watched, amusement and arousal written all over her face. "Good boy, Johnny. This is your life from now on. Get used to it. Now, we're going to bed. You can sleep on the couch tonight." Sarah said, her voice dripping with disdain as she looked down at me.
I could feel the weight of her contempt, and it only served to turn me on more. I knew that I deserved this treatment, that I needed it. "Thank you, Sarah."
She nodded, satisfied with my response, and stood up. She turned to Mark and Tom, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
"Come on, boys. Let's go to bed. Johnny will be out here on the couch."
Mark and Tom both nodded, standing up and following Sarah into the house.
I stayed crouched there on the ground for a moment, my body aching and my mind reeling from the humiliation and degradation I'd just endured. I could still taste the cum on my lips, still feel the remnants of the dildo in my ass. I knew I should get up, go inside and clean myself off, but I couldn't muster the strength.
I had sunk to a new low and I knew things would never be the same again. My loving wife was gone. Normal sex was over for me, and yet somehow I felt I had gotten what I deserved. I wasn't worthy of a woman like Sarah.
I knew that now, more than ever. I was just a pathetic little cuckold, a sissy to be used and humiliated. I sat on the couch, staring at the ceiling, my body still aching from the night's events. I could feel the pain in my ass, the remnants of the dildo still lingering inside me. I could taste my own cum in my mouth, still sticky and bitter. I was a fucking mess, and I deserved every bit of it.
I had just started to drift off to sleep when I heard the bedroom door creak open.
I looked over and saw Sarah slipping out of the bedroom, her body silhouetted by the soft nightlight. She was completely naked, her curves highlighted by the gentle glow. I watched as she padded quietly towards the couch where I was lying.
"Johnny," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I can't sleep."
I sat up, my heart pounding in my chest. "What's the matter, baby? Can't sleep?" I asked, trying to keep the excitement out of my voice.
She climbed onto the couch, her body pressing against mine. I could feel her breath on my face, her perfume enveloping me.
"I can't stop thinking about what happened tonight, Johnny," she whispered, her voice a low purr. "I can't stop thinking about how pathetic you were, how desperate you were for our cum."
I swallowed hard, my cock already starting to stiffen at her words. "I'm sorry, Sarah," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I didn't mean to be such a pathetic little cuckold."
She chuckled softly, her hand reaching down to grip my now rock-hard cock through my pajama pants. "Oh, Johnny," she cooed. "You know I don't want an apology. I'm enjoying myself. I just want to make sure you're ok with everything. I know you fantasized about this lifestyle but reality can be a lot more difficult. I want you to know that I still love you and that I treat you this way because I know how much you enjoy it." Her hand was now stroking my cock through the material of my pajamas, and I could feel my pre-cum starting to leak out and soak the fabric.
Sarah leaned in and whispered in my ear, her breath hot and heavy. "I want you to tell me what you want, Johnny. I want you to tell me how much you enjoy being my little cuckold bitch."
I hesitated for a moment, my mind racing with a mix of shame and arousal. But I knew what she wanted to hear, and I knew that I would do anything to please her.
"I... I love it, Sarah," I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper. "I love being your little cuckold bitch. I love being humiliated and degraded by you and your friends. I love licking up your cum and Mark's cum and Tom's cum. I love being a pathetic little slut for you all."
Sarah's grip on my cock tightened, her nails digging into the sensitive flesh through the fabric of my pajama pants.
"Good boy, Johnny," she purred, her voice thick with lust. "I'm glad you enjoy it.
Because I have a surprise for you," Sarah said, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She reached into her nightstand and pulled out a small black box. She opened it and revealed a shiny new chastity device.
"What... what is that?" I asked, my heart pounding in my chest.
"It's your new cock cage, Johnny," Sarah said, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. "You've been such a good little cuckold bitch tonight, and I think it's time for a little upgrade. Don't you?"
I swallowed hard, looking at the shiny new device. It had a battery pack on the bottom that wasn't on the previous one. Next to it, was a small remote control.
"This one has a built in remote controlled shock device for my pleasure." Sarah said with a smile.
"With this, I can shock you anytime I want, just to keep you on your toes. Isn't that right, Johnny?"
I nodded, my mouth too dry to speak. The thought of Sarah shocking me at any moment sent a shiver down my spine, both from fear and from excitement.
"Good," Sarah purred, her voice thick with lust. "Now, take off your pajama pants and let's get your new cock cage on."
I hesitated for a moment, looking up at her with pleading eyes. "But, Sarah...
Please don't--"
Sarah's eyes flashed with anger, and she slapped me hard across the face. "Don't fucking argue with me, you pathetic little cuckold. I said, take off your fucking pants, now!"
I flinched back, my hand going to my stinging cheek. I looked at Sarah, her eyes gleaming with cruelty and desire, and I knew that I had no choice but to obey. I slowly began to push my pajama pants down, revealing my already hard cock, still glistening with traces of my own cum.
Sarah's eyes gleamed with lust as she took in the sight of me, her little cuckold bitch, ready and waiting for her next command.
"Good boy," she purred, her voice like velvet-coated steel. "Now, let's get you locked up tight."
She reached into the box and pulled out the new chastity device. It was sleek and black, with a thick ring that encircled my cock and balls, and a battery pack attached to the base. The sight of it sent a shiver of both fear and excitement coursing through me.
Sarah took the device and fitted it around my cock and balls, the cold metal biting into my flesh. She adjusted the ring, making sure it was secure but not too tight, before snapping the lock into place. I winced at the sudden pressure, my cock already aching and desperate for release.
"There you go, Johnny," Sarah cooed, her eyes never leaving mine. "All locked up and ready for my use. Don't you look so pretty like that?"
I nodded, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment and arousal.
The feel of the cold metal around my cock and balls was both humiliating and exciting, a constant reminder of my place in Sarah's twisted little world.
"Good," Sarah said, her voice thick with lust. "Now, let's see how well our little cuckold can handle a little pain, shall we?"
She picked up the remote control and held it up in front of my face, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. "You see this button, Johnny? This is the 'surprise' button. The pain scale goes from 1-10. This is a 3." she said, pushing the button.
A jolt of electricity shot through my cock, making me jump and gasp in pain and surprise.
"Fuck!" I yelped, my body convulsing as the electrical charge coursed through me.
"Oh, I'm sorry, was that too much?" Sarah taunted, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. "Let's try again, shall we?"
Before I could respond, she pressed the button again, sending another shockwave through my cock. This time, I braced myself, but the pain was still intense, making me grit my teeth and clench my fists.
The electricity seemed to sear through my nerves, making me jump and writhe on the couch.
Sarah watched, her eyes shining with sadistic glee. "You're such a little pussy, Johnny. You can't even handle a little bit of pain. What kind of cuckold are you?"
I clenched my jaw, tears forming in the corners of my eyes. "I-I can handle it, Sarah. I promise."
She smiled cruelly and turned the dial up to 5. "We'll see about that." She held down the button, and I screamed as the intense pain shot through my cock and balls.
I could feel every nerve ending screaming in agony, and I couldn't help but twist and writhe on the couch. You're taking your punishment like a good little cuckold bitch. Now, let's see how well you can handle a 7."
She turned the dial up higher, and I braced myself, my body tensing in anticipation of the pain. I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists, trying to prepare myself for the onslaught.
Sarah pressed the button, and I screamed as the electric current tore through me.
My entire body convulsed, and I felt like I was being ripped apart. I tried to beg for mercy, but all that came out was a garbled mess of sobs and screams.
Sarah held the button down for what felt like an eternity before finally releasing it. I was left gasping for breath, my body shaking with the aftershocks of the pain.
"Fuck, Sarah," I gasped, my voice hoarse and raw. "Please, no more."
Sarah smirked, her eyes gleaming with cruel satisfaction. "Aw, poor baby," she cooed. "You can't handle a little pain? Now, I can be nice too."
Sarah pressed another button and suddenly the cage began to vibrate sending pleasurable sensations through my body.
My cock was so sensitive from the shock therapy that it sent waves of tingling pleasure through my body. I grunted and moaned, my hips bucking up against the pleasure. Sarah laughed and turned the intensity up even higher.
"Oh, you like that, don't you, you little slut?" she taunted, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. "I can see how much you enjoy it. Look at your cock, it's already trying to get hard."
I groaned, my body writhing with pleasure as the vibrations coursed through my sensitive flesh.
"Y-yes, Sarah," I managed to choke out, my voice thick with lust and desperation. "I fucking love it. Please don't stop."
Sarah smirked, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. But now it's time for bed. Sleep tight little bitch."
Sarah got up and walked back to the bedroom. I stared at her beautiful profile and wondered how I managed to get in this position.
The next morning, I heard the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from bedroom.
I was already hard just from the sounds of Sarah's moans and Mark's grunts. I crept quietly to the door and peeked inside.
Sarah was on her hands and knees on the bed, her ass high in the air as Mark pounded into her from behind. The sight of his thick cock slamming in and out of her pussy was enough to make my mouth water. I could see the sweat glistening on their bodies as they moved together, their skin slapping loud and wet.
"Fuck, Mark, that's it," Sarah groaned, her voice hoarse with pleasure. "Fuck me like the little slut I am.
Fuck me harder, you fucking stud," Sarah shouted, her voice filled with raw, primal desire. I could see the muscles in her back and shoulders tense as Mark gripped her hips and thrust even harder, his balls slapping against her ass with each brutal stroke.
The sight of them fucking like animals sent a surge of lust through me, and I couldn't help but reach down to touch my own cock, still encased in the chastity device. I could feel my cock aching, desperate for release, but the cage held me firmly in place.
I watched as Mark's body tensed, his grip on Sarah's hips tightening as he thrust deeper and harder.
"Fuck, Sarah, you're such a tight little cunt," Mark groaned, his voice thick with lust. "I love fucking your pathetic little pussy while your husband watches."
Sarah let out a moan, her body shaking with pleasure. "Oh god, yes, Mark. Fuck me like the little slut I am. Make me take that big cock like a good little bitch."
I could see the muscles in Mark's back and shoulders ripple as he continued to pound into Sarah, his body slick with sweat.
The sight of his thick cock sliding in and out of my wife's pussy was obscene, but I couldn't look away. I was frozen in place, my hand still on my own cock, desperate for release.
I saw a shudder go through Sarah's body and her toes curled as she came, screaming his name.
Mark was clearly close too, his cock swelling inside her. I could see the veins popping out on his neck and his teeth bared in a snarl of pleasure. I could see his big cock stretching her dripping pussy and imagined how it must feel to be able to fuck my wife whenever he wants. Mark moaned and I saw his balls clench up as he pumped my wife full of his cum marking her as his.
As he finished, he pulled out and laid down beside her cradling Sarah in his arms. I could see the cum running out of her pussy and along the groove between her ass and legs as they lay in the bed together.
I felt a pang of jealousy mixed with desire as I watched them. I was hard as a rock, my cock throbbing painfully, desperate for release.
Sarah looked over at me and grinned, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. "You enjoying the show, Johnny?" she taunted.
I nodded, my voice hoarse with lust and humiliation. "Yes, Sarah."
She smirked and turned to Mark. "What do you say we give him a little treat, hmm? Some more of that cum he loved so much last night."
Mark chuckled and nodded. "Fuck yeah, I'm down for that.
"Get over here honey and lick us both clean. When you're finished, you can make us breakfast." I felt a surge of humiliation and disgust, but I couldn't deny the throbbing desire in my cock, even within the confines of the chastity device. I crawled onto the bed, positioning myself between Sarah's open thighs. I could see Mark's cum leaking out of her pussy, glistening in the early morning light. I hesitated for a moment, looking up at Sarah, my eyes pleading with her, then lowered my head and lapped away at her swollen lips.